A few years ago, when my wife and lived in NYC, there was a young
(almost 18 years old) girl that lived upstairs from us. Marsha
would babysit on occasion, or just come by to talk with JoAnn, my
wife. Marsha was an incredible looking, head turner. Even in
sloppy jeans and a T-shirt her young extraordinary figure was
obvious and very appealing to both JoAnn and I. Only her face was
so beautifully innocent.
Usually Marsha would visit JoAnn after school while I was at
work. JoAnn said they would sit around talking and usually Marsha
would get around to asking questions about sex, and most often,
about lesbian sex. She was very forward and never seem to have a
problem with questions like “what do two women do together when
they have sex”? They would spend the afternoon together talking
a couple of days each week.
I noticed that when Marsha visited , JoAnn would be really horny
that night and sex with her would be exceptional. I was slow to
realize that JoAnn was bi. Later that year, I was offered a
position with the company I worked for in another state. We
packed up a moved to New Hampshire. The job took me back to NYC
every couple of weeks.
Finally, JoAnn told me one night that she was very turned on by
Marsha, whenever they would talk about sex. She had always felt
that Marsha was hitting on her, but with Marsha being only 15 she
didn’t want to do anything about it. This came as a total
surprise, I had no idea that JoAnn had any feelings for another
woman. But it would be a turn on for me too, to watch the two of
them together. JoAnn told me that on a couple of visits, Marsha
had rubbed her breast against her arm. After that, we fantasized
often about finding a women to join us some time. Usually, the
woman we would describe in our fantasy was young, dark, well
built, in other words – a Marsha “look alike”.
Several weeks later, I had to return to NYC for a couple of days.
Perhaps, I could look Marsha up. Maybe Marsha would like to come
up to NH for a weekend. JoAnn even suggested I take her out to
dinner, and maybe something could be arranged. After work, I
phoned her and asked if I could come by and see her and her
mother that evening. I had photos of the family and would like to
shown them. I could hear the excitement in her voice, but her
mother wouldn’t be home, but I could come by anyway. I suggested
we have dinner together at a little Italian restaurant JoAnn and
I use to frequent. It was dark and also a lesbian hangout.
Finally, I hailed a cab and went downtown to the Village where
Marsha lived. I was very relaxed, not needing to make an
impression on her. I showed up dressed in jeans and a shirt,
Marsha was dressed similarly, but with a thin cotton blouse. I
could see she had matured into a beautiful young woman, I could
see her beautiful breasts through her shirt, she never wore a
bra. It was going to difficult keeping my hands off this sexy
young girl.
We walked around the Village for awhile talking about school, my
job etc, finally she asked about JoAnn. I told her that we both
missed her little visits after school. I think she knew what I
was inferring because she took my arm and leaned against me. I’m
10 years older than she was, but she looked so mature. It was
getting late, we went into the restaurant and ate dinner. I
ordered a bottle of wine thinking the waiter would only bring one
glass, instead he opened the bottle and served us both. All
through dinner, Marsh kept looking around at a couple of lesbians
having dinner in a booth across the room. Finally, I asked if she
had a boy friend . When she told me that she didn’t want to date
young guys, I felt the emphasis was on the word “young”. Maybe we
had a chance with her!
We sat there for a couple of hours, finishing a second bottle,
it was late and time to leave. Marsha was a little tipsy and held
tightly onto my arm., I could feel her press her breast to my arm
as we walked. We walked slowly back to her apartment. I asked if
she would like to come up to visit JoAnn and I sometime. She
stopped and put her arm around me and kissed me on the lips, the
kiss lingered a little longer than it should have, I knew we
wouldn’t have to wait too long for a visit.
Marsha told me that spring break was next month and she would
have a week off, but didn’t know how she was going to get to NH.
I told her I would buy her an airline ticket and perhaps, I would
even be able to fly up there with her if I could arrange my
schedule to be in NYC on Friday.
Marsha said her mother wouldn’t be home until after midnight and
practically dragged me into the apt. Inside she kissed me again,
and told me how she had always had a crushed on me. I told her
how I thought she had a crush on JoAnn. Marsha told me she had a
crush on both of us, that she is attracted to both men and women,
but that had only dated boys at school. She then walked into the
bathroom and I sat down on the couch. When she returned, I
couldn’t help but notice that her blouse was no longer buttoned
to the top as before. She sat beside me with her hand on my leg,
rubbing slightly, her breast again pressed against my arm. I was
getting hard but tried not to let it show. I wanted to ravage her
but as afraid to scare her off. Soon a finger was gently rubbing
my leg through my pants. I put my arm around her, my hand resting
on her shoulder. She took my hand and lowly pulled it off her
shoulder letting it rest on the upper part of her breast. I
kissed her and my fingers rubbed lightly on her breast and kissed
long hard kisses. Then we heard noises in the hall, her mother
was home. We both jumped up, straightened our clothes. Marsha
went to the door to meet her mother and said “guess who’s here?”
We talked for a while then Marsha told her about the invitation
to NH. Her mother thought it would be good for her to get out of
the city for a while. It was settled, Marsha would spend the week
with us next month.
Finally the time arrived, I couldn’t get to NYC, so JoAnn and l
drove to the Manchester airport to meet her. JoAnn hugged her at
the airport, they held hands walking back to the car. It was a
thirty minute drive back to the house. They never stopped
talking, there was so much to catch up on.
When we arrived home, we showed Marsha the room we had prepared
for her. She wanted to shower and change clothes. JoAnn and I put
our son to bed and went out on the deck to enjoy the warm spring
night. I fixed us a drink and Marsha also. When she came down,
she had taken a shower and was wearing only a sweat shirt that
barely cover her ass. She and JoAnn sat next to one another and I
sat across watching them. Marsha’s drink was a little stronger
than ours and she was getting very bold. I think Marsha was
getting very horny, as she and kept putting her hand on JoAnn’s
leg as they talked. At one point, Marsha got up and almost fell,
JoAnn caught her and her drink. JoAnn sat her down on her lap.
They laughed and Marsha moved off JoAnn’s lap. I noticed that
they had both finished their drinks, so I got refills. When I
returned, JoAnn’s hand was on Marsha’s bare thigh. They were
talking quietly to one another.
I left the deck to the women and went inside to do a little work
while they got to know one another better. After about 30
minutes, I returned to see if they needed anything. I heard them
talking, again the conversation was about sex. Marsha was telling
JoAnn that she had had sex with a boy from school but it didn’t
do much for her. She thought would like to watch us having sex
sometime so she could learn what she was doing wrong. JoAnn told
her she wouldn’t mind, but she would have to ask me how I felt.
She went on to explain how we had a rule, that if a door was ajar
it was an invitation to come in, if a door was closed, it meant
we wanted to alone. JoAnn then leaned over and kissed her on the
cheek. As I came out into view they sat up, I suggested we go to
bed as our son would be up early in the morning.
Night # One
Marsh went into her room and JoAnn and I went to our bedroom. I
noticed that JoAnn left our bedroom door ajar, and a small night
light was on. JoAnn told me that when she caught Marsha, her
hand was on Marsh’s breast and she pinched her nipple lightly. I
can’t deny it, I am more than a little turned on by our visitor.
I want to eat her until she screams and then teach her how to do
it to me. JoAnn was so horny and couldn’t wait to get my clothes
off. JoAnn said it would be amazing if we both don’t fuck her
before the week is up. She practically tore my shirt trying to
get it off. She took my cock in her mouth and began sucking
wildly. Soon, I was cumming in her mouth, she continued to suck.
Looking back toward the door, I could see Marsha standing there
watching us with her hand under the sweatshirt she was wearing. I
slowly undressed JoAnn, making sure she was turned toward the
doorway. I removed her blouse and bra. Cupped her breasts, run my
thumb over each nipple, then down to her cunt. I removed the
finger I had inserted into her wet cunt and put it to my lips,
savoring the taste. By this time I was hard again and laid JoAnn
on the bed, spread her legs and put my mouth where my finger had
just been. Soon she was bucking and moaning loudly. I continued
sucking and licking her clit, finally she begged me to fuck her
hard. When we finished, we looked toward the door, Marsha was no-
longer there.
Night two
The next day we spend showing Marsha around the property and
town. But we got the impression she wanted to just spend her time
at the house.
That night, Marsha kissed us both on the cheek and went up to her
room first. JoAnn and I talked about what happened last night and
what we might do to get her to join us without frightening her
away. I suggested that perhaps since Marsha was more attracted
to her, she should make the first move. She agreed, kissed me and
went upstairs to Marsha’s room. I heard her knock softly on the
door, then entered the room, I didn’t hear the door close. I took
that as an invitation to watch. After a few minutes I quietly
climbed the stairs, I could see into the bedroom where JoAnn was
sitting next to Marsha. Marsha was nude, nothing was hidden as
she sat there with her legs out stretched. I could see JoAnn
sitting beside her with her arm around Marsha’s neck. JoAnn
gently pulled her toward her, their lips only inches apart. JoAnn
softly kissed her on the lips. Then pulled back to look for a
reaction. Then another kiss, longer this time. Then soft and
gentle turned to hunger as their tongues intertwined. With her
free hand, JoAnn gently caressed Marsha’s beautiful breast. Her
hand moved slowly down her arm and picked up Marsha’s hand and
moved it to her own breast.
The kiss broke off long enough for JoAnn to remove her shirt,
exposing her ripe breasts for Marsha to enjoy. JoAnn returned
Marsh’s hand to her breast. JoAnn said something to Marsha but I
couldn’t make out what, but Marsha laid back as they continued
kissing and touching. JoAnn stood up and removed the rest of her
clothes, then laid on top of that beautiful young girl. The
kisses continued of a few more minutes then JoAnn slowly kissed
her way down Marsha’s neck to her breast. JoAnn kissed and sucked
each nipple then continued down the to her navel. I could see the
tongue licking her body. By now, I had my cock out and was
pumping it slowly savoring the scene before me.
Finally JoAnn reached her goal between Marsha’s legs. I saw
Marsha raise up her body to meet that tongue! JoAnn stroked her
clit with her tongue. Marsh moaned with pleasure. It only took a
few strokes and she moaned again and rose and contorted her body
intensifying the pleasure she was receiving. JoAnn then sat up,
and continued to stroke her cunt, then insert several fingers and
leaned down and kissed her lips.
Marsha said something and I heard JoAnn say it wasn’t necessary.
Then Marsha sat up and laid JoAnn back and proceeded finger
JoAnn’s cunt as she kissed her breast. It only took a couple of
minutes and JoAnn was cumming loudly. Marsha placed her mouth
over her cunt sucking her wetness. This girl was a fast learner.
When I was cumming I must have made a sound, as Marsha looked at
the partially open door and smiled.
JoAnn didn’t return to our room that night.
Night Three
JoAnn told me she had asked Marsha to join us sometime, but
Marsha said she didn’t think she was ready yet. So much had
happened and she need more time to sort out the emotions. Last
night was the first time she had sex with a woman.
That night JoAnn and I went to our room. Marsha had wanted to
shower before bed. Again we left the door ajar hoping that she
would join us. JoAnn and I undressed. We waited until we heard
the shower stop, then JoAnn knelt before me and stroked my cock
until it was hard. She sucked and licked as I watched the door
for Marsha. Finally a shadow appeared, Marsha was there again
watching. JoAnn continued her sucking for a while, then got up
and lit some candles around the bed, and turned off the light.
She went to the door and took Marsha’s hand, kissed her on the
lips and sat her on the bed. I was lying on my back with my
cock standing straight up, as JoAnn resumed her sucking. Marsha
was sitting beside me watching every move. Then, JoAnn held my
cock out for Marsha to try but she shook her head. She wasn’t
ready for that. Neither of us had ever thought this would really
happen, so we were not sure what was going to happen next.
JoAnn finally climbed onto me and put my hard cock into her wet
cunt. As JoAnn was fucking me, she kissed Marsha, then lifted her
sweatshirt over her head exposing those beautiful full breasts.
Marsha was pulled closer to JoAnn as JoAnn leaned down to suck
each nipple in turn. I reached up and rubbed the free breast. It
didn’t take long for me to reach a point of no return. As I
started cumming, JoAnn climbed off and began rubbing my cock,
holding it so Marsha could watch the cum spray over her breasts.
When I finished, she put my cock in her mouth and sucked out the
remaining cum.
I knelt before the pair and took Marsha’s hands in mine, guiding
them to my chest. With JoAnn’s support, Marsha began to relax a
little and explore my body. She ran her fingers over my ribs,
feeling each one in turn, then with an open hand traced the
contours of my stomach and chest. When she rubbed my nipples I
shuddered in pleasure. Leaning forward a bit, she reached around
behind me and ran her hands down my back, finger tips tracing
the ridge of my spine. I sat very still as Marsha softly
caressed and squeezing my ass. I finally took her hands again
and led them to my lap, to my cock. She fondled my sack for a
while then her hands started roaming again; this time thru the
thick pubic hair to the base of my cock. Taking a deep breath in
anticipation she closed her fingers around my manhood. JoAnn
put her hand around Marsha’s and guided her fist up and down the
shaft. She leaned her forehead against my chest and with long,
slow stokes masturbated me. She started milking the pre-cum
from my cock; soon her palm was smeared with the juice. Slowly
straightening up to look at me, Marsha brought her fingers to her
lips and tasted.
Marsha then stretched out on her stomach, resting her arms across
my legs with my cock directly in front of her face. Marsha
didn’t know quite where to start, she didn’t want to just stick
the whole thing into her mouth at once, so she did what came
naturally; she licked. I sighed as Marsha ran her tongue up and
down the hard shaft, covering it with saliva. She scooted up a
little further and licked some more, this time swirling her
tongue around the head, licking it clean. I was REALLY moaning
now, urging Marsha to suck. My hands were at the back of her
head but Marsha shook them off; she was not going to be forced.
Once more she eyed my cock from above, it’s sightless hole
starting back at her. She paused, then lowered her head and took
the glands into her mouth. For a moment she remained poised,
holding my cock-head between her lips, then with a slow,
deliberate thrust opened wide and filled her mouth with my sweet,
hard meat. It was GOOD: powerfully, deeply satisfying. She was
in complete control, giving me pleasure, holding my very manhood
between her teeth. She took as much of me as she could; not
stopping until my cock was against the back of her throat. She
back off a bit then slowly started bobbing her head up and down,
feeling every ridge and vein as they slid past her lips.
“Oh, God….you look so sexy!” It was JoAnn; she had crawled
beside Marsha and now, totally mesmerized, watched her husband’s
cock glide in and out of this young girl’s mouth. Marsha
grinned (or at least tried to — she was pretty stuffed) then
brushed her hair out of the way so JoAnn could get a better look.
She gave me I a few more head bobs then raised her face. My wet
dick popped out her mouth and slapped against my belly. Marsha
rolled over. “OK” she said, purring softly. “My turn.”
JoAnn crawled between Marsha’s legs and flopped down on her
stomach. Marsha, feeling JoAnn head between her thighs, moaned
in sweet delight and while I began my hurried and passionate
exploration of Marsha’s body JoAnn closed her eyes and
concentrated on loving Marsha. Nothing existed for JoAnn except
the strong, musky taste of girl sex and feel of Marsha’s wet
vulva against her mouth. This time their oral embrace seemed to
last forever and she was deep into Marsha’s cunt, wiggling her
tongue into Marsha’s vagina when she felt my hands in her hair.
She opened her eyes.
“Can I try?” I asked softly. My head rested on Marsha’s
stomach, face inches from JoAnn’s. Slowly JoAnn removed her
tongue from Marsha’s pussy then, raising her head, rested her
chin on Marsha’s leg.
I gave Marsha a few quick caresses then with little fanfare
started climbing over Marsha’s body.
Her head remained bowed until I placed my hands on either side
of her face. “Alright — it’s okay” I said, then guided her
mouth to mine and kissed her, full on the lips. Marsha slowly
relaxed. I began to move my hips. “Here — let me” JoAnn said
as she reached behind me to guide my cock towards her vagina.
Once more I thrust and this time connected; my cock head now
pressed firmly against Marsha’s tight opening. Marsha froze, her
breathing swallow and fast. I stared intently into Marsha’s
face. “Be gentle with her” JoAnn said.
With slow, steady pushing I entered Marsha’s body. Gently
but steadily I pushed; first wedging my cock head into Marsha’s
tight entrance then ever so slowly opening her up. I groaned,
strained, Marsha pushed back and the head finally popped past the
opening. Marsha gasped, lost in a sweet mixture of pain and
pleasure.
“Oh God, it feels so good!” she moaned.
We stopped for a moment, Marsha resting her chin against my
chest. I ran my hands thru Marsha’s hair, brushing it from her
face, staring into the eyes of our new friend. Marsha sat up a
little, supporting herself on her hands. “C’mon babe” she
wympered “don’t stop'”. She was smiling again, half drunk on sex
and the feel of my warm shaft inside her. Her pussy was
relaxing, the natural juices really starting to flow, and when I
started moving again I quickly filled her young vagina, burying
himself to the hilt. “Oh MAN, this feels good” Marsha moaned as
she ground her clit against my thick pubic mat. We were locked
together, wet sex to wet sex, Marsha trying to shove me deeper.
I raised my hips then plunged into her again. “Fuck me!” Marsha
wailed, throwing her head back in ecstasy. I, finally getting
the rhythm, pistoned my cock in and out of her body.
All the while JoAnn had been kneeling next to her head and
when Marsha threw her head back JoAnn bent over and covered
Marsha’s mouth with her own, stifling any further cries. They
kissed; wet and sloppy and with lots of tongue. For JoAnn it was
as if she were fucking Marsha as well. Her hands were
everywhere; tugging at Marsha’s swollen nipples, caressing her
back, sliding down her stomach. “Oh Jo!” Marsha gasped when she
realized what JoAnn was up to. JoAnn cupped her breast and with
rapid, feathery strokes fingered her clit. With her pussy full
of my cock and her mouth full of JoAnn’s tongue the added
sensation was to much. Ripping her mouth from JoAnn’s, Marsha
collapsed and came.
I, desperately gripping Marsha’s writhing body, could not
believe the shear intensity of Marsha’s orgasm. Marsha clawed at
my shoulders, then bit my chest, then seconds later I joined
Marsha in climax. “I’m CUMMING…” I yelled as the semen spilled
from my cock. Hot wetness spread throughout Marsha’s cunt and
she shuddered as a second, quick orgasm shot thru her. I kept
pumping my hips and squirting , thought I would never stop. I
finally did, but not before burying myself deep into Marsha’s
vagina as I emptied the last of my seed into her drenched pussy.
When I finished I had just enough strength left to wrap my arms
around Marsha’s limp body and roll us both onto our sides. JoAnn
fell down next to Marsha and threw her arms over both as tight
as she could.
Day four
I had to work today and left reluctantly before the women were
up.
It was unusually warm this day and Marsha was wearing her cut-off
t-shirt and jean shorts with her hiking boots. JoAnn told me
later, she couldn’t keep her eyes off her. Our present
babysitter, also 16 years old, came over to visit JoAnn. JoAnn
invited Janet in to meet Marsha. JoAnn said they talked for while
in the kitchen, then Marsha and Janet went into the living room.
They talked about school, city living, boys, etc. JoAnn said she
heard Marsha ask Janet if she had ever done “it” with her boy
friend. Janet replied “yes once, but I didn’t like it”. “You?”.
“Ya a couple of times, it was OK.
Janet lives just across the open field in front of our house, if
fact, you can see her house from the bedroom windows. Janet and
Marsha seemed to connect very well. Later, Janet asked if they
could take our son for a walk up to the pond in the back of the
house.
Later, JoAnn was upstairs cleaning and happened to look out and
see the three of them walking back, Marsha and Janet were holding
hands and laughing. Pangs of joyously.
That afternoon Marsha and Janet were having such a good time,
JoAnn invited Janet to stay for dinner and called her mother to
be sure it was ok. When I arrived home, the girls were upstairs
listening to music. JoAnn told me what she had seen that
afternoon from the window. I went up stairs to say hello,
knocked on the door, and heard them jump up. Marsha opened the
door, smiled and kissed me on the lips. I was sure I could taste
pussy on her lips and it wasn’t JoAnn’s. Janet was sitting on
the bed with a very red face. Had Marsha been teaching Janet a
couple of things?
When I told JoAnn what I thought had been happening upstairs, she
was delighted. The possibilities were improving. Could we be so
lucky as to live next to another free spirited young lady?
I suggested that we all drive down to Boston tomorrow and show
Marsha around old town, maybe do some shopping, or just spend the
day bumming around the city. Janet said she would love to go, so
JoAnn called Janet’s mother again to ask if Janet could go with
us and also since we would be leaving early, if she could spend
the night with Marsha. We were all very happy she would be with
us all night. I also called my mother to see if she would watch
our son tomorrow which she was delighted to do.
At dinner, I brought out a couple of bottles of wine. Janet said
her mother allowed her to have a glass occasionally, but this
night we kept her glass filled. Janet and Marsha were getting
quite drunk and playful. Marsha kept leaning against Janet and
running her hand along the back of her neck. A couple of times,
she even kissed her on the cheek. Janet kept looking at us to see
our reaction. We would just smile. JoAnn and I were very
excited. After dinner I told the girls that JoAnn and I would
cleanup the kitchen and they could resume listening to music
upstairs if they wanted. With much laughter, they retreated
upstairs.
JoAnn and I finished cleaning up then turned off the lights and
quietly walked up the stairs. Marsha’s bedroom door was open,
music was playing, Janet was lying on the bed with her legs over
the edge, Marsha was kneeling on the floor between her legs
sucking Janet’s pussy. Both girls were completely nude and a
beautiful sight. JoAnn couldn’t control herself and reached for
my cock, it was hard of course. She unbuckled my belt, unzipped
me, then pulled my pants down and began sucking my cock. I turned
so she could continue watching the girls. Soon Janet was cumming
and moaning loudly. I was also ready to shoot off when we saw
Marsh rise up, lean over and kiss Janet long and hard. She said
something to her and got up and motioned to us to come in and
join them.
Janet was still cumming, her hand was on her pussy, she couldn’t
stop. Marsha said Janet wanted me to fuck her. I looked at JoAnn
and she nodded and said to be gentle. JoAnn took my cock, stroked
it a couple of times and guided to Janet’s wet cunt. Slowly I
inserted the head into that tight, wet cunt. I must have been too
slow as she raised up her hip to get the full length of my hard
shaft. As I fucked her, JoAnn laid Marsha on the bed beside Janet
and proceeded to eat her pussy. In seconds the three of us were
cumming, Janet reached over to Marsha rubbed her breast, then
kissed her. Janet then told Marsha that she wanted to watch me
fuck her. At first Marsha was hesitant, but when Janet asked her
the second time she reached up and brought me down to her young
sweet lips. Her tongue was in my mouth. JoAnn took my cock and
licked Janet’s sweet juices and my cum from it. Then JoAnn and I
traded places. JoAnn proceeded to suck Janet’s clit and lick her
clean as I inserted my cock into Marsha. Janet had slipped a
pillow under her head so she could watch me fuck her new friend
and lover. Soon, Janet was cumming again and began kissing Marsha
and telling me to fuck her harder. Marsha was cumming with every
stroke of my cock. I wasn’t ready to cum again so JoAnn took my
cock out and sucked it for a while then put it back inside
Marsha. In a couple of minutes I was ready again and shot a load
as Marsha came again.
The next day on the way to Boston, we talked to Janet about what
had happened. She told us that she had a crush on me since the
first time she babysat. On their walk Marsha took a chance, and
told her how she and JoAnn had been having sex every night and
that I had fucked her last night. Janet wasn’t shocked and told
her how she had seen the three of us from her bedroom window. She
said she watched us with her fathers binoculars. Janet said she
had wondering what it would be like to be with another woman. We
told Janet that from now on babysitting would be entirely
different. In the future, we may stay out very later and she
would have to stay over night.
Day Five
No longer does Marsha sleep in the spare bedroom, our room is now
shared. Marsha is now open to my fucking her, but young Janet has
yet to taste pussy or suck cock.
This night we are lying in bed kissing and touching when Marsha
leaned down and took my cock in her hand, holding it gently, she
leaned over and kissed JoAnn. I am always thrilled watching my
wife kissing another woman. I moved over so they could lie
together. Their bodies pressed tightly against one another.
JoAnn opened Marsh’s robe and I could see her nipples harden and
I know she felt the same. I began to caress JoAnn’s breasts, then
Marsh’s hands pushed mine away. JoAnn was so hot, she began
kissing March’s beautiful body, moving slowly down her neck, her
breast, kissing each one, sliding lower and lower. Kissing her
navel, then ever lower to her cunt. Slowly she spread her legs
and buried her face into Marsha’s wet cunt. My hands moved to
Marsha’s breasts, gently pinching her nipples. I kissed her. Her
mouth tastes wonderful, her tongue moves in my mouth. I kissed
her breasts and traced circles around her nipples with my tongue.
She started to moan softly. This makes me sooo hot. I tease her
with my tongue, biting her erect nipples, sucking them into my
mouth. She moaned a little louder. She is cumming. My cock is so
hard.
JoAnn looked up at me, without a word, she and I traded places.
I wanted to taste her so badly. I worked my way down her body
until my face was only inches away from her dripping pussy, the
sweet scent filling the air. My tongue lightly stroked her clit.
JoAnn was sucking her breasts. I fucked her with my tongue, I
also make her cum.
Marsha motioned for me to come to her so she could take me cock
in her hand. I move up on the bed so my cock is close to her
face. She began rubbing me then when I was ready to cum, she put
me in her mouth and sucks deeply. She only has a couple of inches
in her mouth, it feels so wonderful, I couldn’t wait, I was
cumming over and over. JoAnn stopped fingering Marsha’s cunt and
watched me, then kissed Marsha, licking the cum from her mouth.
Then Marsha took JoAnn in her arms, rolling over so now JoAnn was
under her, Marsha proceeded to subject JoAnn to the same intense
love making. I watched as Marsha began sucking that wonderful
clit. In just a couple of minutes JoAnn was bucking and
screaming, her orgasm was so intense. JoAnn took my now erect
cock and as sucked the last of my cum into her mouth.
We slept together with our arms and legs wrapped around one
another. It was a great week!
Day six
We had mentioned to Marsha that we hadn’t seen Janet eat pussy or
suck cock. She said we would today if they had the chance. Janet
came over early in the afternoon. JoAnn and I took our son out
for a walk so the girls could have some time together.
On our walk we happened by Janet’s house. As we approached I felt
JoAnn’s hand tighten on mine. There in the front yard was a
beautiful woman about 35, slim and wearing jeans and a halter top
that did little to cover her wonderful breasts. It was Janet’s
mother. We stopped and introduced ourselves. We had lived kind of
next door for a couple of months and had only talked on the
telephone. We told her how much we enjoyed having Janet around,
and that she and Marsha had become good friends. We invited her
to have dinner with us some night soon. As we walked away , JoAnn
said something about my fucking Janet’s mom. I said “I’d love to,
how about you?” JoAnn agreed. Janet had told us that her mom and
dad had been devoiced for a couple of years and that her mother
hasn’t met or dated anyone.
Brian was getting tired and wanted his nap, so we returned home.
We all wanted to lie down, but this would be the girls last day
together and we didn’t want to interrupt anything, so we stayed
in the living room. Fifteen or twenty minutes passed and we heard
the girls coming down stairs. They only had on sweatshirts that
barely covered their butts. What a wonderful sight! They said
they wanted us to come up stairs with them.
We put our son to bed and went to Marsha’s room. The door was
slightly ajar, a soft knock and we entered. Janet and Marsha were
lying together in 69 position, with Marsha on top. JoAnn and I
hurriedly undressed. Already my cock was hard. Marsha came up
long enough to ask me to fuck her. JoAnn took my cock, licked it,
then put it against that sweet tight pussy. Slowly I entered her,
she was very wet. After a couple of strokes, I pulled out, JoAnn
was ready and took my wet cock and placed it on Janet’s lips.
Janet’s lips were tightly sealed. Marsha climbed off and turned
around to watch, when she saw Janet wasn’t taking my cock into
her mouth, she began licking and sucking her own juices from it.
Now JoAnn has put her head between Janet’ legs and is licking her
cunt. In a couple of minutes Janet is cumming, her mouth opened
and Marsha put my cock in. Janet tried to twist away but Marsha
held her, she continued cumming. I pushed in a little. Marsha
told her to suck me, I could feel her begining to suck, harder
now, Marsha kept talking to her, telling her to rub it with her
tongue. I was ready to cum, I didn’t think she was ready for me
to cum in her mouth. I pulled out and sprayed over her breasts.
Marsha leaned down and licked the cum from her nipples.
Marsha kissed Janet and told her she wants to watch her lick
JoAnn’s cunt. Marsha and I leaned back and watched as Janet
spread JoAnn’s leg and began licking. `Marsha and I are holding
one another, she has my cock in hand and I have a hand on her
breast, as we watched, JoAnn began to cum. Soon Janet can hardly
keep up with her bucking hips. Janet kissed her way up to JoAnn
lips and kissedher and tells her how wonderful she tasted.
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Last Day
Marsh’s flight back to NYC was in the morning. Janet came with us
to the airport. The two girl in the backseat holding hands and
softly talking about how much they’ll miss one another. We had
told Marsha she could come back for the summer and that I could
probably get them both part-time jobs with the company I work
for. As we approached the airport Marsha and Janet kissed long
and hard. In the parking garage, Marsha kissed JoAnn and I, and
thanked us for the wonderful time.